In a haze, Gu Momo was awakened by a strange sound.
She slowly sat up, rubbed her sore eyes, and looked around blankly, only to find that it was still dark, seemingly deep night.
She naturally assud it was her imagination.
Glancing next to her, her mother was lying on her side, her body rising and falling with a slow rhythm, apparently sound asleep.
Seeing this, Gu Momo felt relieved.
She knew that for the past two days, her mother had often cried secretly when she wasn't around, and last night she hadn't slept at all.
Leaning forward to pull the coat covering her mother higher, Gu Momo carefully crawled out of the narrow triangular palm shed, her bare small feet touching the sand.
Her gaze drifted towards the moonlit sea, and she beca lost in thought.
A hint of sadness lingered on her small face.
Her mother didn't want to show her vulnerable side to her, but wasn't she the sa?
Even though she was introverted and didn't easily show emotions—only able to express all her thoughts when typing behind a screen—it didn't an she was emotionless.
After all, she was just a girl who had recently graduated from high school. In this situation, it was only natural for her to be scared.
In the first few days, she simply hid the fear in her heart, but since eting that man, the fear had gradually subsided as her relationship with him grew more familiar...
Now, just thinking about Chuck made her feel inexplicably secure. This wasn't just because he provided food for her and her mother every day, but for a more fundantal reason.
It gave her a natural sense of closeness and a desire to rely on him whenever she was near Chuck.
It was almost like...
A word that shouldn't have appeared surfaced in her mind, both familiar and yet slightly strange to her.
“Ahhhhh—”
But just as Gu Momo was sitting confusedly on the beach, the sound that had startled her in her semi-sleep reappeared.
This ti, Gu Momo heard it clearly. Although muffled, she could still distinguish the direction from which the sound ca, and imdiately looked towards the other end of the beach through the darkness.
However, despite the bright moonlight, the beach was full of rocks, and she couldn't see clearly.
Is it a seagull?
Gu Momo was puzzled and a little worried. After all, if there were birds nearby, they would need to be careful with the items they kept in the shack.
Thinking this, Gu Momo finally stood up and walked slowly along the coastline towards the source of the sound, leaving a trail of cute footprints.
The waves washed up against her feet again and again, bringing a cool sensation. The sound remained intermittent, but as Gu Momo moved forward step by step, she could faintly make out so fragnted words in her ears.
“Quick, please… I’m dead!”
Dead?
This alarming information stunned Gu Momo's small face, and she imdiately stopped walking.
The voice sounded like a woman, and from the tone and wording, she seed to be in a state of extre distress.
She must be in so kind of danger!
But besides Mom and on this island...
As Gu Momo thought this, a golden figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
The voice she rembered overlapped with the sound she just heard, and Gu Momo's face instantly grew tense.
It’s the blonde foreign woman with Chuck!
Why is she here?
Gu Momo’s little brain went buzz. Never having experienced such a situation, she imdiately panicked.
Although she wasn't familiar with the woman, and was even a little afraid of her... deep down, she didn't dislike her. Besides, the woman had made her such delicious food today.
I have to go check!
Gu Momo took a few deep breaths, summoning her courage, and quickened her pace, running forward.
As she sped up, she passed a large cluster of rocks that had obstructed her view. A blurry silhouette finally appeared ahead.
Gu Momo was startled.
The silhouette was about a hundred ters away from her. Its vague outline was extrely strange: a wide torso was lying prone on the ground, while two slender limbs were raised high and seed to be shaking constantly.
It didn't look like the blonde foreign woman with the good figure at all.
Her small face suddenly turned pale, and a cold sweat broke out on her delicate forehead.
She recalled her mother saying a few days ago that there had been a particularly ferocious and strong wild boar living behind the rock fissure deep in the jungle—though it was later killed by Chuck. Given the various strange phenona on this deserted island, there might be so unknown abnormality here.
Could it be... so kind of amphibious reptile monster?!
Gu Momo's mind instantly flashed through all the horror movies she had watched. She nearly burst into tears where she stood from fright and almost turned around to run away.
She bit her lip, hesitated for a mont, then slowly took out her phone, ready to call Chuck's number.
No matter what the danger is, as long as Chuck is there, everything will be fine.
Gu Momo didn't know why she thought that, but it felt like a matter of course to her.
She skillfully opened her contacts, found the number of the phone she had given Chuck, and was about to press the dial button...
But the next second, a sound ca from ahead again.
This ti, the sound carried an incredibly powerful resonance, filled with sheer, unadulterated pleasure. Even with about a hundred ters distance and the sound of the waves nearby, Gu Momo heard it clearly.
“Yes! Yes! Chuck! I’m coming!!”
Although Julia was completely prepared, the mont it truly arrived, she realized she had underestimated the situation.
She underestimated the fervor of Chuck's suppressed desire erupting after so many days, and she overestimated her own endurance.
The instant after midnight struck, along with a sensation of weightlessness, ca an abrupt surge of intense pain mixed with strong fullness.
The feeling was utterly foreign to her; she had never experienced or even imagined anything similar.
Julia's exquisite eyes widened instantly, her blue pupils trembling violently. She stared disbelievingly at Chuck, feeling as if she had turned into a roasted piglet impaled and fiercely scorched over the fire of Chuck's desire. The area between her legs sizzled, and she instantly let out a cry that was impossible to tell if it was pleasure or pain.
Predictably, Julia's intense reaction did not earn her Chuck's tender rcy. Instead, it was like a bottle of Vita Water thrown into a fla, causing the fire to instantly reach its peak.
His body, strengthened by the Red Potion, activated all its energy in this mont. His hands tightly cupped her full, slippery buttocks, beginning a storm of relentless thrusts.
Her tender, red flesh was scraped at high speed. The overly intense stimulation instantly shocked Julia’s brain like an electric current. Her sky-blue pupils suddenly scattered, only to be jolted awake by the intense pain, before plunging back into the downpour.
The white foreign woman was completely transford into a defenseless rag doll, tossed and manipulated by Chuck. Her fiery, delicate body rippled with waves. Her white, beautiful feet shook uncontrollably, her toes convulsing and curling up as if seized by a cramp. Julia felt she had completely lost control of her body.
Chuck had finally and completely delivered on the promise she had made him keep: treating her like a Fiji Cup (a disposable vessel for pleasure).
Before long, the foreign woman, being savagely punished by Chuck, arched her pale neck, her eyes rolling back as she cried out in incoherent nonsense. A large splash of liquid, like an overturned bottle of mineral water, splashed into the waves at their feet.
Amidst the fluid were faint threads of red, symbolizing the absolute loyalty the foreign woman had surrendered to Chuck.
The first round concluded. Chuck certainly wasn't going to let her off the hook. Maintaining his original stance, he carried the completely exhausted Julia, like a child, to the shore. He laid her flat on the moonlight-drenched sand, her golden hair spread out. Without allowing any intermission, he gripped her pair of exquisite, sweat-slicked feet, one in each hand, and began a new round of fierce thrusting in a procreative posture.
As ti passed, the intense pain that had scattered Julia's consciousness gradually receded, replaced by a tingling warmth that made her entire body hot. She was simultaneously pleasured and afraid, reduced to repeatedly shouting Chuck's na, her small hands tightly gripping Chuck's strong back, leaving behind streaks of nail marks.
It was from this mont onward that a blue light screen began to appear before Chuck at regular intervals.
[Julia's Trust Level has increased by 1 point! Current Trust Level: 65 (Admiration)]
[Julia's Trust Level has increased by 1 point! Current Trust Level: 66]
The never-before-experienced pleasure made Julia increasingly intoxicated. In this mont, not just her body but her heart, too, was conquered and submitted to Chuck's pounding, one strike at a ti. For a while, butt-waves rolled, cries echoed, and water splashed.
After an unknown length of ti, Chuck penetrated completely, officially ending his first round. He then stood up, refreshed, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
He left Julia sprawled on the moonlit sand, her body slack, white liquid seeping out, and her expression shattered.
He let out a sigh, but then tilted his head slightly, looking toward a certain direction behind him.
It was a rock about a few dozen ters away.
Now, there was no strange silhouette there, only a patch of small, cute, irregular footprints remaining on the sand.
It was clear that the person who had been hiding there had left in a hurry.
Seeing this, a slight smile curled on Chuck's lips.
His perception, enhanced by the Blue Potion, had allowed him to sense the abnormality behind him.
So, the mont Gu Momo approached, he had noticed her but had chosen not to expose her.
I didn't expect this little girl to be woken up, and to witness sothing she shouldn't have.
He probably needed to find ti to have a good talk with her later.
Chuck shook his head with a smile, then turned, bent down again, and took the foreign woman’s clammy, beautiful feet in his hands. After massaging and playing with them for a bit, he lifted her onto his shoulder again.
With another fierce impact, the semi-conscious Julia instantly stiffened. Her beautiful toes, resting on Chuck's shoulder, clenched tightly again, ridges of muscle bulging on the soles of her feet, and she let out a long, drawn-out moan.
The night was long; this night was destined to be sleepless.
anwhile, on the deserted island, in a hidden location Chuck was not yet aware of, a bright yellow Flower of the Other Shore quietly blood with an ominous glow...
Day turned into night. In the end, even Chuck himself couldn't count the exact number of tis.
However, as the night deepened, the sea wind beca colder than expected. To avoid getting sick, Chuck took advantage of a break to carry the completely exhausted Julia, who was like a pile of mud, back to the shack. Then, he hoisted her long white legs there and continued the conquest for yet another round.
Throughout the process, Julia's voice went from loud to hoarse, then from hoarse to muffled, until only the faint whimpers of a mosquito remained. Chuck, dizzy with exhaustion, finally lay down beside her and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
They both slept a deep, exhaustive sleep.
After an unknown amount of ti, Chuck rose from the cloak, rubbing his sore temples. He looked at Julia beside him and found that she was still sleeping deeply on her side.
The tender area between her legs was visibly red and swollen, covered in dried white marks, looking utterly lewd.
A familiar heat rose in his abdon, along with a sense of satisfaction.
Finally, I thoroughly conquered this foreign woman who broke her leg.
From now on, she completely belonged to him, and he could freely explore and enjoy all kinds of play.
Chuck gently squeezed her soft, smooth buttocks. Without disturbing Julia's rest, he covered her with the blanket and quickly got dressed.
Checking his phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Stepping out of the shack, Chuck suddenly felt the light was dim. He looked up, and his gaze instantly narrowed.
It was nearly noon, but the sun was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, there were heavy clouds and storm clouds gathering not far on the horizon.
A cold wind suddenly blew up from the stone slope below, and Chuck's expression grew serious.
It looked like it would rain soon.
And judging by the conditions, it would likely be a heavy storm.
Although the shack had recently been expanded, the sturdiness of the shelter was not a concern. However, a shack was still just a shack; Chuck hadn't yet managed to build walls.
Once the heavy rain started, the area under the shack would likely quickly beco covered in standing water.
The bonfire would certainly be ruined. Fortunately, they had the sealed kiln, which could be lit and used as a half-fireplace. But if the heavy rain didn't stop by night, they might not even have a place to sleep.
Quickly running through the scenario in his mind, Chuck soon settled on a plan.
He had to find a way to make a bed before the storm started!
A hammock or a wooden bed, anything that could lift him and Julia off the ground so they wouldn't have to worry about standing water!
And if they had a bed, when he and the foreign woman made love in the future, they would at least have a fixed battleground.
Chuck imdiately thought of the Wooden House Upgrade blueprint he had just unlocked yesterday.
The key to upgrading the wooden house was mortise and tenon joints. To process raw logs into the shapes needed for mortise and tenon joints, he first needed to craft a high-strength tool: a wedge.
Since it could process the complex joints needed for the wooden house, perhaps it could also be used to process a simple wooden bed?
In any case, crafting a wedge was the prerequisite.
Chuck imdiately followed the steep slope through the passage and returned to the open stone beach on the cliff.
The distant volcano top was already shrouded in dark clouds. The mangrove forest in the distance swayed violently in the increasing wind. The signs of an imminent mountain storm were growing clearer.
He searched for a few pieces of flint as before, but the crafting prompt in the workbench still showed the stone knife. Just as Chuck was feeling a bit stuck, he suddenly found a large, dark black piece of flint beneath the coarse sand on the beach.
Good, a Golden Legend!
Chuck pondered for a mont, then tentatively placed it into the workbench.
[Detected: Flint (Large) placed in the workbench.]
[Crafting Prompt: This piece of flint is quite heavy and very hard. While making tools from it is sowhat troubleso, it can be used as a grinding tool. With it, the material consumption for crafting ground tools like the Stone Knife will be halved, and the variety of tools that can be ground will increase.]
I see!
Chuck had previously thought it was a hassle that he needed to find two stones every ti he made a stone or flint knife. He hadn't expected that the solution to this problem would coincidentally be necessary for making the wedge tool.
He placed a smaller piece of flint into the workbench as well, and the craft button lit up as expected.
Only this ti, the style in which the button lit up was different from before.
[Prompt: Multiple recipes detected in the workbench. Recipe Selection function activated. After pressing the Craft button this ti, you must select one option from the available crafts to add to the work queue.]
Recipe Selection?
Chuck pressed the craft button out of curiosity. Sure enough, a light screen appeared, showing several different options.
Awl, Wedge, Blade, and various other tools. It seed that anything that could be ground could be crafted using this large piece of flint.
Chuck understood. He imdiately selected Wedge and pressed the button a second ti. The crafting queue appeared, and this ti the required ti was only 45 minutes.
It seed that this grinding thod also improved efficiency.
Ti was tight; the storm could arrive at any mont. So, while waiting for the crafting to finish, Chuck planned to return to the stone slope to quickly cut down a few logs needed to make the wooden bed.
However, just as he returned, he saw Julia, who had just woken up and was still a bit foggy, sitting cross-legged on the ground by the fire, blankly staring ahead.
Hearing his footsteps, the foreign woman looked up in surprise, then suddenly stood up.
She didn't even bother to put on clothes. Barefoot, she ran towards Chuck, her large breasts swaying, and threw herself into his arms.
Looking up at him, her pair of sky-blue eyes were full of love.
“Darling, where did you go?”
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